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Panelists at the LinkedIn Rock Your Profile event in Seattle.

Since leaving television more than a year ago I've been in the midst of a career transition. Despite some obstacles I feel like I'm hitting my stride.

Southerner in Seattle: Halloween fail

It’s been awhile since I’ve felt like a southerner trapped in the Pacific Northwest but on Halloween I was reminded of the regional differences here in Seattle. After tossing around ideas, like librarian or cowgirl, I settled on dressing up as a member of the Red Hat Society. It’s a social group for women typically 50-years-old and up. They’re often seen at events, restaurants, and touring local sites. When they get together they always wear red hats adorned with purple accents as well as purple and/or red outfits.

I was ecstatic about my choice. SO EXCITED. I went to Goodwill to find a red hat to wear and planned on tying a purple scarf around it. My elation only grew as I was pulling out red and purple clothes from my closet the night before Halloween. I found a purple cardigan that matched perfectly with my purple pants. YES! I also found a purple dress that I’d forgotten about. YES! The scene was set. Work outfit was put together and so was the outfit I planned on changing into for a costume party I was going to later that night.


I even took pictures to send to my friend Val. She supported my choice but tried to warn me that MAYBE people wouldn’t get it.

I didn’t listen.

Lisa vs. Lunds Gulch

The Pacific Northwest is a prime location for outdoor enthusiasts and rightly so. There are dozens of trails to walk, mountains to hike, and bodies of water to explore. The views are often picturesque and a reminder of why I moved here more than a year ago. On a recent Saturday afternoon my boyfriend Jeff, his dog Frankie, and I hit the Lunds Gulch trail with excitement.

My first Seattle summer

A few months ago a friend of mine and a few other people said summer doesn’t actually begin in Seattle until after the 4th of July. At the time I simply didn’t believe them. I thought to myself there’s no way that could be true. Implausible even. I'm used to summer like weather starting in April. But as the days of June rolled by and I was still wearing long sleeved shirts or a light jacket I was proven wrong. It’s still a bit surprising that it’s taken so long for it to stay warm consistently.

"Snow" in the Spring

For the last few weeks there’s been what looks like small translucent cotton balls flying through the air. At times it’s been so heavy that it resembles a snowstorm. I’ve never seen anything like it before. I was riding on the bus home one afternoon and was just fascinated by it; hundreds of dime sized pieces swirling around us, moving at the whim of the wind. The parking lot at work is covered with it. I couldn't resist picking up some of the cottony mass for a closer inspection.

One goal down, many more to go

Recently the temporary position I have been working the last several weeks became permanent. Whoo hoo! (Two thumbs up for health benefits that start immediately, a company paid bus pass, and other perks) It feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders. I can take a deep breath and know that I have a steady source of income. I hadn’t fully realized just how important it is until now. I’m really not a fan of uncertainty.

I’m pretty excited to be able to check this off my to-do list. The down time that I have at work allows me to work on various writing projects. That’s another win.

Warm weather brings bliss

Who knew a little warm weather could brighten everyone’s mood? Today western Washington is experiencing above average temperatures. The highs are predicted to reach into the 80’s today, the humidity is low and it’s got everyone in my office in a very cheerful mood. Actually cheerful doesn’t quite describe the vibe, it’s more like giddiness; a kid on Christmas morning opening presents type of joy. Everybody is talking about the weather and several people are wearing shorts today (the Pacific Northwest has a very casual attitude when it comes to clothing even in the workplace).

Seattle, where the streets are abound with coffee snobs

I think the urban dictionary sums it up well in their definition of a Seattleite, “pretentious coffee snob due to the thousands of delicious coffee houses and rostaries that surround them."

Seattleites LOVE their coffee. And many are very specific about where and how they want their cup of java prepared; from pour-over to drip to Americano to Café Au Lait. If you want to awaken your taste buds with the hot beverage there’s absolutely no shortage in Seattle. According to Discover America’s website there are 2.5 coffee shops for every 1,000 citizens giving Seattle “the greatest concentration of coffee houses in the country, which underscores a key element of Seattle’s reputation: the city is awash in caffeine.” Because the availability of coffee is so pervasive there’s also no shortage of coffee snobs.

Hello sun, nice to see you!

Yes we do see the sun in Seattle. As evidenced in the above picture. Contrary to public opinion it DOES NOT rain everyday all year long. It’s so funny how that rumor persists. Interestingly, to some degree the locals don’t mind it too much. They’re secretly hoping no one else decides to move here :)

When news becomes news

Photographer Bill Strothman, screenshot KOMO.com

It’s not a common occurrence for an event involving a news outlet to dominate nationwide headlines because of misfortune. But when it does we’re all affected. And by “we” I’m referring to those in the business and those like myself who have left. Television news, and by extension print, is a very VERY small industry. We all know each other and if I don’t know someone personally I can guarantee you one of my friends does.

Three weeks ago Pilot Gary Pfitzner, 59, and former KOMO photographer Bill Strothman, 62, died when the helicopter they were in crashed in downtown Seattle. When I heard the news I was shocked but I’m sure my reaction paled in comparison to the family, friends, and co-workers of the victims. The crash happened right outside KOMO’s building. Then they reported on it. Talk about a scenario none of us wants to be in.